First European Emperor [Quick Transmigration]

The anxiety provoked by milky white tofu finds some comfort in the milky white soup and the delicious fragrance of the soul.

The soup was cooked just right, making people salivate just looking at it.

One of the judges picked up the bowl, took a sip, and immediately widened his eyes: "It's delicious!"

"The thick soup has an excellent taste, and sea cucumber, abalone and other high-quality ingredients are used as seasonings, which greatly enhances the deliciousness of the thick soup. More importantly, after drinking it, people have a...a kind of..." He because The ink in his belly couldn't describe this wonderful feeling, so he showed a painful expression, "There is a soul-stirring sense of comfort! It's as if the stagnation in my chest has been melted away because of this soup!"

He stared at the bowl of soup as if he had seen some rare treasure, sighed with great emotion, then raised his head, without using a spoon, and directly drank the whole bowl of soup until it was filled with water. Without a drop left, he held up the empty bowl to Johansen.

"one more bowl!"

Johnson smiled smugly.

"So exaggerated?" Seeing this, the others picked up their bowls one after another.

Not only is his description exaggerated, but even more exaggerated is his eagerness to drink the whole bowl of soup.

Who can be called to be a judge who is not a senior gourmet who has read all the delicacies in the world?Like a person who has been hungry for three days and three nights, he finished the soup in such a hurry and wanted to have another bowl!

However, when they drank the soup, they realized that he was not exaggerating.

The chefs on both sides have worked hard on the word "fresh", and this bowl of soup is not only limited to "fresh", but also has an unspeakable sweetness, as if the blocked meridians have been opened up. .

"I want another bowl!"

"Is there any left? I want it too!"

"There should be more! I see you boiled a whole pot!"

The gourmets asked for refills one after another, and the scene got out of control for a while.

This is also unique in the history of the God of Cookery Competition. Those pretentious gourmets would stand up and ask for soup in front of the camera regardless of their image!

Although they gave Cai Fuli a high evaluation just now, compared with the current scene where everyone is surrounded by Johansen's pot, they have different opinions.

The result of the game is already obvious.

Johnson's side was very lively because there were many people around.

Because of Cai Fuli's loss in the game, there was already a faint atmosphere of depression.

A cook took off his chef's hat and threw his hand in displeasure.

Cai Fuli said softly: "Dai back, the game is not over yet."

The cook let out a miserable laugh and asked, "Isn't it over yet?"

It's torture for a chef to watch diners go crazy over other chefs' dishes while he is left out.

Cai Fuli looked lonely, but his tone was calm: "No matter what the result is, we must give the opponent and the audience the most basic respect."

The cook glanced at Cai Fuli, saw the firmness on his face, and put his hat back silently.

Knowing that he will lose, but he can't show even a little frustration. This is probably the dignity of old man Cai.

It was a grievance to say that everything was not going well at the beginning of the game. I thought this game would be messed up like this, but a savior came out halfway, and he tried his best to turn the tide and pull the form on the field back, so that everyone could rekindle hope.In the end, the work they produced was more perfect than the thousands of copies they had ever made.

Such a unique design, such a special meaning.

The design and production of this dish even surpassed the dishes designed by old man Cai who won the God of Cookery trophy eight times, which made them full of confidence in this competition and regarded the God of Cookery trophy as their bag.

Who would have thought that there would be food in this world that would drive gourmets crazy.

Still just a bowl of chowder.

Losing a game is more depressing than quitting.

You can find countless excuses for withdrawing from the game, and if you lose, you lose, and your skills are not as good as others.

The more lively the other side is, the more lonely this side looks.

Only Ou Zizhou stretched his neck and looked to the other side as if he was not affected by the atmosphere.

"The small door in the middle can be opened." Cai Fuli pointed out a clear way for Ou Zizhou.

The cooks all thought that Cai Fuli was mocking Ou Zizhou, but they didn't expect Ou Zizhou to say "oh", he actually opened the small door in the middle of the two sides of the venue, and ran to the opposite side.

They are going crazy!What is this kid doing? !It's okay for other people to surround him, but his own people are still running there!

Do you think they are not shameful enough? !

As he approached, the smell of the pot of thick soup became even stronger, and Ou Zizhou wanted to sneeze a little bit because of the strong smell.

The assistant who had quarreled with Ou Zizhou before saw Ou Zizhou also came to join in the fun, and showed a smug smile: "What? Do you want to have a bowl too?"

Ou Zizhou is eager to try: "Is it possible?"

Seeing that Ou Zizhou didn't choke back, the assistant felt that he had surrendered, so he generously brought a bowl from the side, but he still said unforgivingly: "It's okay, I'm afraid you'll be addicted to drinking and cry all day long." Ask for soup."

Ou Zizhou took the bowl, but the side of the soup pot was full of people, and he couldn't squeeze in even if he wanted to.

Seeing those gourmets who usually take pleasure in beating chefs and now almost fighting over a bowl of soup, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "What did you add in it? It makes people addicted to drinking?"

Ou Zizhou asked the question unintentionally, but the assistant's face froze, and he reacted immediately, showing displeasure: "What do you mean?"

Ou Zizhou asked back: "What do I mean?"

The assistant stared at Ou Zizhou for a while, confirming that his doubts were not feigned, and then put down his guard: "It's nothing. You should also have the idea of ​​​​an exclusive secret recipe, right? You can't let outsiders know."

"Exclusive secret recipe?" Ou Zizhou was even more puzzled. "Aren't the ingredients all provided by the organizer? And the whole show was recorded from beginning to end. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your exclusive secret recipe."

The assistant showed impatience: "I tell you that you don't understand either."

When the gourmets finally dispersed, the soup pot was also cleaned out.

Ou Zizhou stood by the side holding an empty bowl for a long time, but he didn't drink the last drop of soup, he could only watch helplessly as a fat assistant took the empty pot away.

"Wait a minute! There might be some left!" He stopped the fat assistant.

The fat assistant had already picked up the pot, and didn't bother to put it down again, so he gave him a fierce look: "No more!" and left with the pot in his arms.

However, he was blocked by the cauldron, and he didn't see a ridge protruding from the ground. He tripped over the ridge, threw the pot out, and fell into the mud himself.

Ou Zizhou looked at the soup pot rolling in front of him, and he was sure that there was still some soup on the side of the pot that hadn't been scooped up.

Immediately behind the soup pot is a green fruit.

"What is this?" Ou Zizhou picked up the fruit and looked it over.

The fat assistant got up in a hurry to get the pot. When he saw the fruit in Ou Zizhou's hand, his face turned pale instantly, and he hurriedly reached into his pocket. After confirming that there was nothing in it, he almost trembled.

"give me back!"

He yelled and rushed towards Ou Zizhou. Ou Zizhou was startled and turned around to avoid it. However, the peel of the fruit slipped and he didn't hold it firmly. As soon as he exerted force, the green fruit flew straight out of his hand...

...and then it fell firmly into Cai Fuli's hands.

Cai Fuli looked at the fruit carefully, his face darkened.

The fat assistant managed to squeeze through the small narrow door in the middle. Seeing Cai Fuli's face, he realized that he had recognized what it was, and said in a panic, "This... I brought it myself. I want it Show it to my girlfriend... not for field use..."

But it was too late, Cai Fuli put the green fruit on the judges' table.

"This is green poison, which is famous for its extremely delicious taste. Just a little extract can greatly enhance the umami taste of the dishes, and even produce euphoria. But this is also a chronic nerve poison, and long-term use can lead to damage. Those who are delirious and easy to manipulate. This kind of thing was used in the cases of servants poisoning their employers that broke out in country F in the last century."

When the judges heard this, their complexions suddenly changed.

"Why is there such a thing on the field?"

"Where did it come from?!"

"My God... Couldn't the soup just now..."

"Nonsense!" Johnson never allowed others to question his food, and looked at the fat assistant with resentment in his eyes.

The fat assistant knew that he had made a big mistake, like a big kid scolded by the dean, he lowered his head guiltily.

Johnson said sharply: "This is something my apprentice brought in, and I don't know what it is. If he does anything wrong, he will receive the punishment he deserves on this land, and we will never evade responsibility!"

Anyway, they had already drank the whole pot of soup, as long as he denied that it had anything to do with him.Even the camera that shoots the whole process can never find any loopholes.

It's all the fault of that damned stupid apprentice, who actually brought this kind of thing to the competition scene, adding unnecessary trouble to him.

However, the bowls of soup that gourmets drank have already been eaten. If there is something wrong with this soup, then it’s okay?

They would not let Johansson go so easily, and they all asked the organizer to check whether the soup contained the extract of this thing called "green ghost".

The organizer showed embarrassment: "But the pot of soup has been completely drunk by you."

Indeed, they came so close to licking the pot clean for that bowl of soup.

The gourmets blushed, but remembering the scene where they lost their composure in order to compete for the last sip of soup, they felt that there was something wrong with the soup.

Ou Zizhou moved the soup pot to the vegetable preparation table, trying to scrape out the little soup stuck to the wall of the pot.

It turned out that the bottom of the soup pot and the wall of the soup pot were fused together later, so there was a little soup left in the seam where the fusion joined. The soup was shaken out by the fat assistant just like that, and stuck to the wall of the pot.

However, there is so little soup in this gap that the colander can't scoop it out at all.Ou Zizhou looked left and right, and saw a wiper on the countertop to clean the countertop, his eyes lit up.

Seeing that Ou Zizhou was still obsessed with the pot at this time, the cooks on the other side felt that he was hopeless, and shouted from the air: "Are you finished? There may be something wrong with the soup, and you still miss it so much? That's embarrassing!"

Ou Zizhou swung the wiper along the wall of the pot, and finally scraped out a mouthful of thick soup, and then scraped the wiper along the edge of the bowl, making the soup stick to the wall of the bowl.

He put the sip of the hard-won soup on the judges' table, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Although it's only a small bite, is it enough?"

The author has something to say: The mention in the article that green poisonous plants have freshness-enhancing effects was inspired by poppy shell hot pot. In fact, no drugs have freshness-lifting effects, only hallucinogenic and addictive effects and endless side effects.Anyone who touches drugs will end badly, this is the case in the text, and so is the reality_(:з